Reaching Across the Aisle

. . . with an assertive, closed fist of morally justified blue-collar rage.

In a rare moment of alliance with the Christian religion, I'm gonna meet the theocrats on their own ground. Hat tip to the liberation theologians, I've found a verse in the Bible I can deal with:

Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming upon you. Your wealth has rotted, and moths have eaten your clothes. Your gold and silver are corroded. Their corrosion will testify against you and eat your flesh like fire. You have hoarded wealth in the last days. Look! The wages you failed to pay the workmen who mowed your fields are crying out against you. The cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord Almighty. You have lived on earth in luxury and self-indulgence. You have fattened yourselves in the day of slaughter. You have condemned and murdered innocent men, who were not opposing you.
-Book of James, Chapter 5, verses 1-6.

Now tell me, who is the godless, vulgar Marxist? Ride that camel through the eye of the needle, rich boys!